I think it took me about half a year to read Pynchon's "Gravity's Rainbow". I remember one passage in particular that brought tears to my eyes from laughing when I read it--he was describing horrible tasting British candy. I don't remember much else, though I recall some parts disturbed me deeply.
I'm with you on the Michael Chabon and Life of Pi (I haven't read the others). I also liked, but did not love, Cormac McCarthy's "The Road." It just got too grim for me. I don't demand happy-go-lucky tales by any means, but I thought the book was a little overrated.
I still make mix CDs. A lot of them. I make them for a relatively small group of receptive people. For the most part, I follow your rules, but occasionally I'll ask someone to challenge me with a theme. I made a pretty decent sea/ocean mix for a friend who worked at the aquarium, and another friend who's an amateur artist liked my art mix.
Even with iTunes, which makes making mixes a lot easier than when I used to make actual tapes, it will often take me hours, if not days, to make a mix that I like. As a fellow mixologist, perhaps we should trade mixes some day.
Hmm...I read "Flight" and liked it. Hard to imagine as a play though.
At least you went to a lot of parties in college. I spent a lot of my time working. I did, however, see a lot of theater, including Kurt Vonnegut's "Happy Birthday, Wanda June." good stuff...
The radio station my co-workers listen to plays a horrible cover of "99 Red Balloons" by a band called Goldfinger that makes my brain hurt. I actually kinda like the original version (German and English) by Nena, but it was not a song begging for a remake, especially by this band.
One of my supervisors had a ticket to that game and gave it up because he "just wasn't feeling that well." He's not going to live this one down for along time.
Also, way too many things on SWPL apply to me. I'm even raising a bilingual child. At least I like geeky things like comic books and cartoons to partially make up for my love of many white things.
Speaking of movies I could only see once, have you ever seen Terry Gilliam's "Tideland"? He's one of my favorite directors and I can watch most of his movies over and over, and though "Tideland" was excellent in a lot of ways, it was so dark I can't imagine watching it again.
"The Big Lebowski", however, actually gets better and better with each viewing.
Personally, my favorite words is callipygian, which you'll just have to look up if you don't the meaning because I'm not going to define it on a wholesome blog like this.
And my summer at St. Paul's very much changed my life. I went from painfully shy and self-conscious to self-confident and, well, practically shameless, over the course of that summer. If there's a good sense of the word "shameless," I mean it that way. I simply don't get embarrassed very easily. I can't even imagine what kind of person I'd be socially or academically without my summer there (or my subsequent summer there as an intern, which was equally enjoyable).
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I think it took me about half a year to read Pynchon's "Gravity's Rainbow". I remember one passage in particular that brought tears to my eyes from laughing when I read it--he was describing horrible tasting British candy. I don't remember much else, though I recall some parts disturbed me deeply.
I'm with you on the Michael Chabon and Life of Pi (I haven't read the others). I also liked, but did not love, Cormac McCarthy's "The Road." It just got too grim for me. I don't demand happy-go-lucky tales by any means, but I thought the book was a little overrated.
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